Snipper
Kate had the kind of hair people often commented made her look a little like Rapunzel.
It was thick, naturally dark blonde and fell most of the way down her back. She usually wore it in a single plait, or up in bun, and rarely trimmed it.
It was the object of fascination to men and women alike. Men usually commented on its beauty. Women too, but most with a tinge of jealousy.
At 17, she was in her final year of high school and seeking the break free from the shackles of her overbearing and controlling mother. Truth be told, it was her mother that had made her keep her hair long and never have it cut or coloured. “It’s how a woman is supposed to look,” she had always said when the topic of potential trims had been raised.
As the end of the school year was coming up, several parties were being held to celebrate the end of classes. Kate was allowed to attend one of the parties under strict instructions.
“No smoking, no drinking, no hooking up, and I’ll be here at exactly 11pm to pick you up,” her mother had commanded.
Obviously, Kate had no intention of sticking to these rules, but she knew she’d have to do her best to hide it from her mother.
Once at the party, Kate did all the things she’d been forbidden to do.
After a few too many drinks, she began chatting with a boy, Matt, she’d always been too afraid to approach. To her surprise, he’d also been wanting to talk.
They sat and chatted for a while, had a few more drinks, and then kissed for the first time.
Matt gently pulled away, but Kate drew him back in.
When they came up for air, and Kate’s usually very well maintained bun was starting to come loose.
“We should take that down,” Matt said.
“Sure, but there’s a lot of it, I’d hate to get in the way of the fun we’re having,” she replied.
She reached up and took down her hair and smoothed it out with her fingers. Matt had never seen her with her hair down, Probably no one at school ever had.
They kissed again but it didn’t take long for her hair to get in the way. Matt just smiled. “It’s not an issue.”
“Sometimes I wish I could just cut it off. I see these girls that shave their heads and wonder what it would feel like,” she said.
Matt was intrigued, and a little aroused. The thought of reliving her of all this amazing her was as intoxicating as the beers he’d been drinking.
“So what’s stopping you?,” he asked.
“My mother would literally kill me. And it’s been such a big part of my life for so long.”
“But if you want to cut it, or even shave it, you should do what makes you happy.”
She thought about it for a second. Spurred on by the Matt’s encouragement, she said, “You’re right. Maybe next week I’ll find an amazing salon and get them to take some length off.”
“Why wait until then – I’m pretty sure I could cut it for you.”
For the first time in her life, she was impulsive. “OK – let’s do it! But we’ll need somewhere private.”
Hurriedly, Matt took her hand and led her inside to the bathroom. He was in luck. Scissors, combs and brushes were in the top drawer of the vanity. These will do, he thought, but on a whim he kept looking through the cupboard where he found a box with the words “Wahl”.
Kate had watched apprehensively as he pulled out the box, twirling the side of her long hair absentmindedly with her finger. “What’s in there?”
“These are clippers. If you’re serious, we could skip the trim and go straight to that shaved head you’ve been thinking of.”
It wasn’t really a question. Kate stood frozen in front of the bathroom mirror as Matt took out the clippers and put a small plastic guard on the blades. “We’re going to get hair everywhere – you should take off your top.” She’d never been in a situation like this before, but found herself taking her top off over her head and her long, thick hair.
She noticed at the same time he did. Her nipples were hard under her bra. With a careful movement to gauge any protest, he unhooked her bra and let her breasts free. They were stunning.
She couldn’t believe how this night had unfolded. She’d gone from the quiet, obedient girl with long hair, to now standing half naked in front of boy in a friend’s bathroom, and he with clippers in his hand intent on shearing her.
He picked up a massive handful of her hair. “Where should I begin?”
Her last chance to back out. In a small voice, she heard herself say “straight down the middle”.
Matt turned the clippers on and she jumped involuntarily as noice filled the space. He had released his previous grip and slicked back her hair from her forehead, placing the now buzzing clippers at her hairline.
He pushed the clippers slowly into her hairline and they immediately struggled with the amount of hair they were being asked to remove. He pushed her head slowly forward, and she too found herself leaning into the stroke.
A seeming mass of hair fell down past her face, caressing her naked breasts, as it slid into the sink. There was a sheared path down the middle of her crown, and in the light, it looked as though Matt had shaved her to the scalp. An involuntary tear rolled down her cheek.
Matt continued on in silence. Wave after wave of her long hair was sheared away. She was suddenly struck by the lightness of her head, and cool air on her scalp. Her small ears and elegant neck were accentuated by this new, bold look.
The mountain of hair was now either on the sink or on the floor at her feet. Matt rubbed his hand over her newly buzzed scalp and she tingled.
“Ooh, that feels amazing,” she said.
“And it looks amazing too!,” Matt said.
She now felt it for the first time and was equally enthused by the feeling it gave her. She turned to him and kissed him to thank him. “I feel free, thank you,” she said. She saw him look down sheepishly, and noticed the bulge in his jeans. She reached down and unzipped them, feeling for his cock. He was hard and erect.
“One good turn deserves another,” she said and sank to her knees and slowly took him in her mouth.
Matt could barely contain himself. A life long secret fantasy fulfilled and now this. It was too much. He ran his hands all over her buzzed head. Gently at first, and then more forcefully as her pace increased. He pushed the back of her head as far onto him as thought she could possibly manage, and then went a little further. She gagged and he exploded in her mouth, holding her there until every drop had been swallowed.
